the little things

So my lesson for the day is that I shouldn't let the little things get to me. A simple phone call so easily ruins my day... and I don't like that. I have been stressing all night and I am sure that it is for no reason at all. In order to think tonight, I took a drive along the Pacific Ocean. Seeing the vast amounts of black and driving with the windows down and hearing the ocean crash just makes you realize that maybe your problems aren't all that bad. The soothing tone of the water, the smell of salt, and the calming vroom of my car, Little Peach, seemed to bring me back to earth. As I was driving back to campus tonight past Playa Vista, there was a horrible car accident on Lincoln. The front end of one of the cars was literally torn in half, the other car was pretty much compacted from a four door to a two door, there were four fire trucks, three ambulances, and two police cars. Suddenly I realized that (with the help of the ocean and seeing individuals in such distress) maybe my problems aren't so bad at all. I have my life, my happiness, and I'm not headed to the hospital at 11:45pm on a Wednesday night. Instead I get to crawl into my nice bed and say goodnight to anyone who may be reading out there.